Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

Accompanied by An Guxin's call filled with terror.

A ray of bright yellow immortal light suddenly burst out from Zhang Jing's fingertips.

As soon as the Immortal light appeared, it instantly covered the sky full of blood red light, attracting the attention of all.

Yellow Immortal Light of Earthly Branches!

The next moment.

The mysterious space propped open by the Divine Skills of the Imaginary Space shimmered slightly.

The streak of yellow Immortal light of Earthly Branches at Zhang Jing's fingertip vanished abruptly and reappeared in an instant above the head of the crazed Tu Renxiong, then gently floated down.

In a flash.

The blood light on the opponent's body became as fragile as foam, starting to shatter layer by layer.

Within the Immortal Light.

There seemed to be an endless earth spirit rising, with various mountain forces fluctuating. For a while, it gave a horrifying feeling as if it had condensed the weight of hundreds or thousands of mountains.

Unimaginably heavy.

From the appearance of the Immortal light at Zhang Jing's fingertips to falling on Tu Renxiong's head, it was only an instant!

There wasn't even time for a reaction.

Half of Tu Renxiong's body was crushed into dust.

Ping!

The Decayed Demon Stone in his hand fell gently on the ground, making a crisp sound.

It fell into everyone's ears, like the thunder blasting, shocking their minds.

The field of Imaginary Space was quietly withdrawn by Zhang Jing.

Everything returned to normal.

The wooden room was intact; even a trace of combat couldn't be found.

Only the courtyard corroded into pits, and the half-corpse intentionally left by Zhang Jing, was as if silently narrating something.

His gaze unconsciously swept over the only remaining half of the bamboo leg of the Taishi Chair.

"It's such a pity for my courtyard and that chair, had I known earlier, I would have covered the courtyard in advance with the Divine Skills of the Imaginary Space. Despite Tu Renxiong's weak strength, when it comes to destruction, he's really a master."

Zhang Jing shook his head.

Then he gently beckoned, and the Decayed Demon Stone on the ground flew into his hand.

After feeling it carefully.

A glint suddenly flashed in Zhang Jing's eyes.

"An odd object containing the Great Dao of Decay? And the Dao it contains seems to be more than ten times what the black ram's horn had before, probably what they call a Monarch-level odd object. The quality is not bad; perhaps after returning to the Mysterious Yellow World, I can refine an Immortal treasure."

"However—"

Seemingly thinking of something, Zhang Jing frowned slightly.

This thing was far from the level of an Innate Divine Item; it was still just a fragment, albeit a slightly bigger one.

"I need to find a way to look at higher-level odd objects. Right, I was over-ambitious. A mere Monarch-level odd object is equivalent to the Golden Core Realm, how could it be a complete Innate Divine Item."

Zhang Jing gave a wry smile, suddenly becoming relieved.

But at this moment.

A suspicion quietly took root in his heart.

What on earth happened to the Nether Night Realm to make it like this?

The demons, odd objects, and the current cultivation path similar to a breeding farm... This is not something that Qu Junhou can simply explain as a broken world.

There must be deeper secrets hidden within!

"Shall I leave now? I always feel the waters here are a bit deep."

Zhang Jing thought to himself secretly.

But on second thought, he only had an avatar here.

The main body is still safe in the Clear Profound Sky.

If he wants to retreat at the sight of this little danger, how can he talk about courage and progress on the Immortal Way?

Moreover.

It's not like he can leave whenever he wants to.

The method to activate that teleportation array is still with Qu Junhou. To get back, he must find him first.

With this thought.

He dismissed the idea.

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...

At this point.

Behind Zhang Jing.

Including Xuesuo, the three of them were still in a state of bewilderment.

The top-level General and the strongest person in Mengyang County, Lord Tu Renxiong who has been the head of The Demon Suppressing Department of Mengyang County for nearly a hundred years, just died like that?

They didn't even have a proper fight.

He was directly squashed to death by the Fourth Commander, essential and tidy.

It was utterly unbelievable.

Everything felt like a dream.

Among them.

Xuesuo's feelings were the most complicated.

After all, during the day Lord Tu Renxiong confidently said he could suppress the newcomer Lord Feng to hand over the odd object - the ram's horn.

And now?

In just half a day, half of him was directly turned into ashes.

The huge contrast before and after made it hard for him to accept.

"Lord Feng should not know what Tu Renxiong and I talked about."

He sneaked a glance at Zhang Jing's back, which seemed like a towering Divine Mountain, and couldn't help but feel uneasy.

"Wait a minute!"

Xuesuo's eyes flashed, and he immediately thought enthusiastically:

"Yes, now I am under Lord Feng! He just saved us three from Tu Renxiong's hands, what does this mean?"

"It means that the Lord values me!"

...

...

On the other side.

Looking at the half of a body in view.

Zong Heng felt like he was in an icehouse.

He retreated uncontrollably step by step, with a look of horror and fear on his face.

"Dead! Tu Renxiong is actually dead? How is this possible!"

"Isn't he at the top-level General? Unless, that man...a Monarch-level existence!"

It seemed that he had just reacted.

Zong Heng couldn't help but glanced at Zhang Jing in the courtyard with the corner of his eyes, then quickly turned his head away as if he was afraid of being spotted.

"Run! If I don't run now, I'm as good as dead!"

At this moment.

He had only one thought in his mind, which was to flee.

As for the unrealistic thoughts before, they have completely disappeared!

"What are you doing in our county-level Demon Suppressing Department when you are a Monarch-level entity, and deliberately hiding your strength, isn't this a death sentence?"

Zong Heng was on the verge of tears.

Not far from him.

"Haha, he's dead, that beast is finally dead! Little sister, your big brother has finally avenged you, haha."

"Woo woo——"

An Guxin knelt heavily on the ground, crying and laughing, his demeanor was as if he had gone mad.

His body was shaking violently, unable to stop.

However, the next moment.

All the crying and laughter abruptly disappeared.

He slowly stood up, his eyes were fixed on Zong Heng who was trying to escape not far away.

That gaze, as if he was looking at a dead man.

"Brother Zong, where are you trying to go?"

A chillingly emotionless voice echoed softly.

Upon hearing this.

Zong Heng stumbled a step and then turned around rigidly, his face squeezing out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Brother An, would you believe me if I said that I, too, had a sister who was eaten by that beast Tu Renxiong? The reason I stayed with him was to find an opportunity for revenge." He spoke cautiously.

But at this moment.

"Handle that Zong Heng and these three here as well. I don't like trouble."

Zhang Jing's bone-chillingly calm voice resounded in An Guxin's ears.

He subconsciously shuddered, hastily replying respectfully:

"I understand, rest assured, my lord!"

"Brother An, could you tell me what instruction my lord has? Regardless of any danger, I am willing to obey."

On the other side.

Zong Heng had an inexplicable bad premonition, and he yelled out frantically.

He really didn't want to die.

"Nothing much, my lord just mentioned he dislikes trouble." An Guxin said with an expressionless face.

After a short while.

"My lord, Jinxiu has been with me since she was a child, she is utterly reliable. Moreover, her visit today was on my orders last night, specifically to inform my lord that you should leave Mengyang County as soon as possible."

"I beg my lord to spare her life."

An Guxin was on his knees, pleading.

Next to him.

The cold and beautiful woman, who was there earlier, was now trembling as she knelt on the ground, her face pale.

"That guy's body is only half left, can you still open the Treasury of the Demon Suppressing Department?"

Zhang Jing's gaze swept over the woman, then pointed at Tu Renxiong's mutilated body in the courtyard, asking somewhat uncertainly.

Upon hearing this.

Hu——

An Guxin gave a sigh of relief and gratefully said:

"Rest assured, my lord, it can be opened."

...

...

Half a moment later.

"My lord, this is the Treasury of the Demon Suppressing Department, known as the Treasury of Misfortune."

An Guxin, carrying half of Tu Renxiong's body, stood in front of a black stone gate that can only allow one person to pass and introduced it to Zhang Jing.

"The Treasury of Misfortune?"

Zhang Jing let out a puzzled sound, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Although this black stone gate, entwined with weird patterns, and exuding an ominous aura, seemed to be tightly attached to the wall, he could clearly see that there was nothing behind the wall.

Moreover, with Zhang Jing's current powerful perception, he couldn't detect any abnormalities on it at all.

At his side.

Seeing Zhang Jing's confusion, An Guxin softly explained:

"My lord, this is a sub-item of the Treasury of Misfortune, which is a mysterious object above the Monarch Level. The real Treasury of Misfortune is in the Demon Suppressing Office in the capital city. There is a special spatial connection between the sub-item and the main body."

"For instance, all the remaining parts of the demons and various resources we've collected from the Demon Suppressing Departments in different states and counties of the Dayin Imperial Court, by regulation, we can only keep fifty percent. The remaining fifty percent will automatically be transported to the main body of the Treasury of Misfortune in the Demon Suppressing Office in the capital city by the sub-item."

After hearing.

A Treasury of Misfortune, a mysterious object above the Monarch Level?

Zhang Jing's eyes flickered slightly.

Does that mean that the Treasury of Misfortune in the capital city has accumulated almost all the demon resources of the Dayin Imperial Court?

Including his goal for this trip, the Demon Heart Core, and mysterious items.

However——

"If we categorize according to the levels of this world, their Prince Level is equivalent to the Golden Core Realm, and the Monarch Level is probably the Dharma Phase Realm. Isn't it said that the strongest beings in this world only reach the Dharma Phase Realm? What on earth is the level above the Monarch Level?"

Zhang Jing thought of the hint from the reflection of the River of Destiny.

Could this be the reason for the anomalies?

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...

The next noon.

A Taishi Chair appeared out of nowhere in the courtyard, identical to the one before.

Zhang Jing was comfortably half-lying in the chair, squinting his eyes, silently calculating the spoils he obtained from the Treasury of Misfortune yesterday.

"Excluding the resources needed for An Guxin and the others' cultivation, I obtained a total of eight demon residues, also known as Demon Heart Cores. If I compare these with the Origin Crystal given by my master, it's about five hundred thousand universal experience."

"Each Demon Heart Core contains universal experience ranging from ten thousand to one hundred thousand. Of course, these heart cores are all from the lowest level demons. Less is normal."

"In addition, there are three essence-level mysterious items."

"Sigh~"

Zhang Jing let out a light sigh.

It's too little! It seems that I really need to make a trip to the capital city.

On the one hand.

The Treasury of Misfortune, with its large amount of Demon Heart Cores and different level mysterious items, is highly attractive to Zhang Jing.

On the other hand, it's the ninety-nine-storey Demon Suppressing Tower recorded in the information.

"Suppressing dozens of Big Demons, there is even a Demon on the lowest level!"

Thinking of this.

A faint smile emerged in Zhang Jing's eyes.

He was worrying about where to find high-level demons, but the Dayin Imperial Court saved him the trouble by gathering them all in one place.

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...

Three days later.

"The journey to the capital city is long, please take care, my lord!"

Outside the city gate, An Guxin was alone to see Zhang Jing off.

"Go back."

Zhang Jing nodded and said gently.

Then.

With a step forward, his figure instantly disappeared.